Ok, here's Chapter two. I'm so happy of those who commented or favourited my story, I was over the moon. I'd like to thank especially :

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Ok, here we go guys. Chapter Two! I hope you enjoy my story. Thank you xx

Disclaimer : I do not own any PJO or HOO characters, all to the amazing god Rick Riordan.

Chapter Two – The Doctor

Annabeth's POV

Two hands around the portable card coffee cup, with long red fingers. She stirred her coffee three times to the left and twice to the right with the spoon, she tapped off the brown staining liquid on the spoon twice, before fumbling with the lid of the coffee cup. She sat in front of the curious, sea-green eyes of a stranger.

"Ok, question time, what do you want with me? For all I know you could be a mad axe murderer, or my personal stalker. I have an urge to punch you in the face, or maybe not for that reason, you are probably just some desperate, egotistical moron who decides to pick on hopeless strangers, who may or may not have a black belt. Just by the way." Annabeth smirked, tapping her fingers impatiently off the chipped cafe table they were sitting at. Percy laughed, he was handsome, but not her usual type. Besides she had enough of men for the rest of her life.

"What, I am wondering, is an erudite doctor such as yourself, doing in a run down Manhattan cafe such as this place?"

"You brought me here Mr Jackson, that was quite an unintelligible question." She muttered in an irriated tone.

Percy rolled his eyes, "What I meant was, why did you agree to come in here. One, it is probably too... what's the word... unsophisticated for brilliant mind such as yourself, and two, didn't you say that there was some presentation thingy you were supposed to be at?" He grinned, it reaching those magical eyes. Stop it Annabeth, a voice in the back of her head warned. He was still smiling at her when a customer entered. It was half ten, her presentation was at twelve, this was Annabeth's equvilent of late. She was biting her nails when the owner walked over to her and Percy's table in a warm corner in the back of the cafe. "Another victim, of your herendous driving, Perce, huh?" the owner smirked and playfully punched his upper arm, which Annabeth had so not noticed was a solid bicep, definitely...

Percy rolled his eyes, and pushed the owner's arm away, "Doctor Chase, this is Charles Becknedorf, the all mighty god of the Olympus cafe," he bowed before Charles sarcastically. "For God's sake Percy. Pleased to meet you. I'm Beck, never mind that idiot, Doctor Chase is it? Wait, what are you doing with a doctor, dude, she's way too smart to be friends with you." Annabeth smirked, as he ruffled Percy's coal black hair, and Percy getting very annoyed. His annoyance made her very happy. She pulled her hand out and shook his warm one. He was built broad, and his caramel skin was smooth, not tall and lean like Percy. She met his dark melting chocolate eyes with her startling grey ones. He wore similar clothes to Percy, dark jeans, and a plain t-shirt, with a green hoodie over it. Annabeth felt like a dwarf beside them. It was 10:52 am. "Please, call me Annabeth-"

"- Or Wise Girl," Percy chipped in with a smile. "No Percy," She turned around and met his sea-green full of daggers, "Anyway, I'm Annabeth, and no, we aren't friends, far from it, he almost burned me alive and then nearly killed me with his car, which stinks of some weird smell," she said firmly to Beck. Percy turned towards me with a frowned face, "Ms Chase, I think you better extract someone's funny bone for yourself, because you need to find a sense of humour."

"Well, I'm sorry we can't all have your amazing arrogant pig wit," she hissed back. Beck chuckled behind their argument, "Guys, you're scaring away our customers, chillax okay? Perce come with me." He thumped the back of Percy's head, as they walked away towards another waiter, who frowned in her direction. He was even taller than Percy, with cropped blond hair and He was joined by another pale dark haired man. They ambled towards her, "Is Percy bothering you?" the blond haired waiter asked in a serious tone, I heard a background laughter, she saw Percy and Beck and a group of people all drinking coffee. Beck has his arm around a slender beautiful girl, almost goddess like, with dark black hair tied up into a messy bun, and a black dress, tight but not in a disguisting way, knee length with expensive looking black high heels.

Percy sat next to a tanned girl, with choppy brown hair Native American looking girl, with strange multicoloured eyes and a bouncing mechanic with dark curls and caramel skin, constantly moving. Annabeth read the tag on the man's uniform; Jason. "Umm Jason, right? I can deal with Percy, I'm fine. Actually I was just leaving, would you tell him?"

"Yeah it you guys on a date? I'd watch out for Calyspo, she's pretty scary."

"A date? God, no! If almost hitting a girl is way Percy's way of being flirtatious I'd rather pass and who's Calyspo?"

Jason chocked on a swallow laughing, while she smiled a little, " I think he'd like you though, and Calyspo is his girlfriend, and those maniacs over there," he jabbed his thumb over to the group, where another member with chocolate coloured skin, dark hair and toffee coloured eyes and the pale waiter " are our friends, do you want to meet them? I see you here quite a lot."

"Thank you, but I must be off..." her mind trailed to the window where the snow fell heavy.

"No problem, I'll see you around, Annabeth isn't it?"

"Yeah it is, see you again Jason, probably tomorrow." He looked at her confused, she tapped her coffee cup with her fingers, "Coffee." she smiled

"Oh yes, I'll see you tomorrow Annabeth," he smiled and walked over to his friends, kissing the girl next to Percy with multicoloured eyes on top of her head. Annabeth picked up her bag and got up out of the booth. As she walked out, Percy caught her eye, and muttered a few words as she glared at him. She glanced at her watch, it was 11:16 am. Percy ran behind her as she walked fast towards the hospital. It's only three blocks away, she chanted to herself, but gulped. Percy pulled her shoulder, "Annabeth, oh Wise Girl, where are you going?"

"Umm an unknown word to you called work. Have you heard of it?"

"Not a time to try sarcasm, Chase."

"Just saying."

"Just telling."

"Mr Jackson, I have to leave you."

"Why?"

"Why do you care? I'm a stranger! You have a friends, and you went to talk to them, and you have Calyspo-"

"-How do you know so much about me? How do you know about Calyspo?"

"Jason! I was talking to Jason when you," she jabbed his chest, "you, my saviour left me on my own, after almost killing me! You go out and hang out with your friends. Like I care anyway, you are just a jerk Persus Jackson! A jerk! Okay, I never want to see you again, and if I did, it would be too soon."

"Fine Doctor Chase or Annabeth whatever you want to call yourself! Fine, I'd be very happy to fulfill that wish."

"Fine!"

"Fine!" Percy stormed back to the cafe in the heavy. She slushed through the thick snow, with angry tears cascading down her face. She hated Percy Jackson, for reasons that were mostly unknown to her, but she did, passionately. She was confused, and angry. Luke didn't help, when she reached the hospital it was 11:47 am. She rushed in, passed her fellow doctor, Thalia, her best friend. She seen Annabeth's puffy red eyes, as she ran into her airy, clean office, where all Annabeth's clothes were. Her boyfriend, - her ex-boyfriend she corrected immediately- had a massive argument, she touched her upper arm where her jumper conceals a bruise, Luke, a blond, handsome, tall lawyer, cheated on her with some girl she got a half glance at it.

She left him, but with no where to go. She sighed as she rumagged through her stack of clothing for a suit and she shrugged on her white doctor's coat. Thalia knocked on the open door with her knunckles. "You okay?" she asked quietly. Thalia wasn't usually quiet, she was a loud, almost punk rock looking twenty five year old, with inky black hair and icy blue eyes. "Yeah, yeah I am," Annabeth lied badly. She was a bad liar. "Annie, I know something's up."

"It's nothing," Annabeth insisted. "Where's the presentation?"

"Umm, you missed it. It was moved to ten this morning, I tried to contact you but, the line was dead. It's been reschuleded for umm next December."

Annabeth's eyes stung again, she would kill that Jackson kid. "Yeah, fine, whatever. What's in this morning?"

"Umm a man, twenties, slipped on the ice. He's in room 106." Thalia said wearily.

"Thank you, I'll take him. I'll talk to you later."

Annabeth greeted patients and co-workers as she walked into room 106. She listened to shrill screams. She pushed open the cool, grey door, and met with a pair of curious eyes.

"Well, well, Mr Jackson. I thought never again would last more than less than a half hour. I finally have someone's funny bone to extract."

Ok, Chapter two is complete! I'm happy enough with how it turned out. Remember to favourite and comment. All advice is welcome, thank you guys xx

- Hoodwinked2000